Death is the one true peace,
the one true freedom,
where all pain, emotion or worries cease,
where there's no need for wisdom.
A vast emptiness or a cloudy paradise,
death brings an end to all things,
including wounds and cries,
it's the inescapable gift nature brings.
Life is filled with sadness and pain,
sadness for the dead and pain to the living,
but the dead don't care nor feel the rain,
that falls from the living, still crying.
Death kills life but hurts the living,
they're left with guilt, regret, sadness, anger, hatred and love for the dead,
death makes captives of those still breathing,
death is the cage in which the living are held.
Death is the one true peace,
death is the one true chaos,
Death is freedom for the dead,
death is captivity for the living.
May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 8:24 PM UTC
Death is the one true peace,
the one true freedom,
where all pain, emotion or worries cease,
where there's no need for wisdom.
A vast emptiness or a cloudy paradise,
death brings an end to all things,
including wounds and cries,
it's the inescapable gift nature brings.
Life is filled with sadness and pain,
sadness for the dead and pain to the living,
but the dead don't care nor feel the rain,
that falls from the living, still crying.
Death kills life but hurts the living,
they're left with guilt, regret, sadness, anger, hatred and love for the dead,
death makes captives of those still breathing,
death is the cage in which the living are held.
Death is the one true peace,
death is the one true chaos,
Death is freedom for the dead,
death is captivity for the living.
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